I'm off this week and will spend it de-cluttering and organizing home, cottage and my life.
Talking myself out of taking a trip this week felt like I was volunteering for a root canal. In the big scheme of things, it really is a minor thing.
What got me through it was the feeling I have reached another "ceiling" in my life and I must do the work to break through it in order to reach the next new level.
D is utterly amazed with me. Who are you, he asked. I've put off a whole lot of things/decisions about our home, some for the 3 years we've been here and he had given up trying to get me engaged in discussions.
I'm capable of learning, however slow!